Got a break of about half an hour.

"Gollum!"

A voice rang out at an inopportune time, and the stomach of the pure karma was hungry again.

"System, is there any more spiritual rice!" Jingye asked.

"Nope! You think that Lingmi is ordinary rice bought in the village of Yamashita! That's so much for you. ”

The mobile phone only said a word and did not respond, Jingye took a look, and found that the mobile phone only had one grid of power, and the Qingshan Temple had no money to pay the electricity bill, so he quickly turned off the mobile phone screen to save power.

"Looks like we're going to go out and get something to eat!"

As he spoke, he came to the path beyond the gate of Aoyamaji Temple, which was located on a small hillside, surrounded by lush trees and many edible plants.

"Fortunately, I used to watch some live broadcasts about wilderness survival on the Internet, but I didn't expect to use it today! I'm going to see if there's anything to eat in the mountains. ”

Thinking to himself, Pure Karma went to the woods to look for some useful ingredients.

Acorns, pecans, wild grapes, and so on, as long as they are edible, they are put in a woven bag that he carries with him.

It's just that although the forest is big, there are still not many things that can be found, so I don't dare to go too far, in case I get lost in the mountains, it will be troublesome.

Suddenly, Jingye noticed a small hole under the rocks in the ground, and his eyes immediately lit up.

In his previous life, he had learned that some small squirrels in the northern region would burrow in the ground to store food for winter.

"Looks like I'm lucky today, I've picked up a ready-made one!"

After saying that, Jingye ran forward and moved the big stone away, and sure enough, under the big stone was a place where the squirrel stored food.

"Amitabha! I'm sorry, little squirrel, I'll laugh at this bit of nuts, and you'll have to prepare it yourself! ”

After reciting the Buddha's name, Jingye began to fill it in the woven bag, and when he was about halfway filled, a pine cone suddenly flew from nowhere, and it smashed on Jingye's head with a 'snap'.

Jingye looked up and saw that it was not right! This tree isn't a pine either! Where did the pine cones come from?

Just wondering, another pine cone flew from somewhere, and smashed it on the head of the pure karma accurately.

Jingye followed the trajectory of the flying pine cones, and saw a fluffy little squirrel staring at him viciously, and there were several pine cones on his small paws.

"It turned out that it was discovered by the main owner! Forget it, let's not take it all away and leave some for you to spend the winter! ”

Jingye hurriedly put the big stone back in its original position, and hurriedly ran away with the woven bag, although the two pine cones just now were not big, but it was quite painful to fall from such a high place and hit the head.

On the way to run, Jingye suddenly stopped and began to listen carefully.

It turned out that there was a rushing sound of water not far away.

"There's a mountain spring here! That's great! ”

Jingye excitedly ran towards the place where the sound of the water came from, and sure enough, there was a thin crack in a rock wall, and the mountain spring water was seeping out.

Lying on his stomach and taking a sip, Jingye suddenly felt a burst of coldness, and tasted it for a while, but it was very sweet, much better than the mineral water on the advertisement.

"Good water! It's a little farther away from the temple. But it doesn't matter, I'll shoot a few barrels in a while, and I won't need much anyway. ”

After Jingye finished speaking, he carried the woven bag back to Qingshan Temple, and along the way, he was afraid that he would forget the mountain road he had walked and made marks along the way.

After neatly stacking the contents of the bag in the kitchen, Jingye carried the bucket and walked towards the mountain spring.

"The mountain road here has eighteen bends, and the mountain road here has nine consecutive ······"

Jingye sang mountain songs, dangled buckets, and walked slowly on the rugged mountain road, and from time to time there were little squirrels and other animals that found him from afar, and immediately ran away.

'Whoa' ······

After filling the bucket, Jingye turned around and saw that two people came up from the bottom of the mountain at some point, dressed like medicine pickers from the local village.

Both of them were dressed in plain blue cloth clothes, and they were carrying a basket for medicinal herbs behind them, and after seeing Jingye fetching water, they smiled at him slightly and came to the mountain spring.

"Little master! Which temple are you a monk in? ”

One of them asked.

"Amitabha, the little monk is a monk from Qingshan Temple, and he came here to get water."

Jingye pretended to put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly.

"Aoyamaji? Isn't there just an old abbot and a disabled lad he raised? Didn't you hear that there are still young monks? ”

The man scratched his head and looked at Pure Karma suspiciously.

Jingye smiled awkwardly and replied, "Amitabha, this benefactor, I am the disabled young man, but my illness has been cured, and I am now taking over from the master to take care of everything in Qingshan Temple." ”

The man looked up and down at the pure karma, and it was a little incredulous.

"This can also be cured, I heard that you have polio, it's really strange, your master is okay now, I remember the last time I saw him was when I came to our village two months ago."

"The master went down the mountain last month to travel, I don't know when I will be able to come back, and now I am alone in Qingshan Temple."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the bucket and wanted to leave.

"Wait, little master, I heard that your temple is relatively poor, you can take this merit money, and remember to ask for peace in front of the Bodhisattva when you go back."

As soon as Jingye heard this, his eyes immediately lit up, he knew everything about the money in Qingshan Temple, and the whole temple only had a dime banknote, and he couldn't even afford a steamed bun.

"Ahh Okay, okay, you can rest assured. Ah, Amitabha, the little monk will definitely burn a pillar of incense for you in front of the Bodhisattva, bless you with peace and prosperity! ”

After speaking, Jingye immediately took the fifty yuan bill that the man took out, put it into his arms, and recited the Buddha's name with his hands folded in a serious manner.

"Why does this little monk look so unreliable! Alas, it seems that he is still young, and he can't cultivate at home. ”

The man shook his head and beckoned the other to leave with him, heading deeper into the mountain.

After the two of them left, Jingye sat on a big stone next to him and took out the fifty yuan just now, Le's legs couldn't be closed, and he looked again and again in the sun.

"Ahem! Pay attention to the image! You are a person who wants to be the abbot of Qingshan Temple, how can you mess up a heart to the Buddha because of these yellow and white things! ”

The phone rang at an inopportune moment.

"As the saying goes, people take food as the sky, food as the first thing, and the first thing you have to do is to do what you want!"

Jingye threw his phone aside and said nonchalantly.

"Ridiculous! It's ridiculous! I really don't know how this ferryman chose such a guy as you! ”

After saying that, the mobile phone no longer pays attention to the net karma.

Picked up the mobile phone casually, Jingye picked up the bucket and returned to the Qingshan Temple, originally planned to hit a tank of water, because he got fifty yuan of incense money halfway, and he only hit a bucket under the excitement, not even half of the smallest water tank.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow, let's have a good rest first,"

Jingye crossed Erlang's legs, hummed an unknown minor tune, and fell asleep on the bed.